It had been almost 18 months since my Urmi-approved extra-marital adventures began in Hyderabad (Read: The Erotic Vacation). Swati, Urmi’s school friend, had opened new possibilities and herself and drastically improved our sex life.
Urmi’s below-average libido sky-rocketed since that fateful trip. Swati and I stayed in touch all this while, sharing fantasies, our new physical relationships, and helping each other masturbate through video calls.
Finally, after more than a year, Swati was coming to Mumbai to attend a family wedding. All three of us were excited, especially because I was going to get laid with Swati once again.
Swati was coming with her kid since her husband was abroad for work. Her parents’ house is only 15 minutes from our place. So it was quite a convenient set-up for us.
While she was going to stay here for almost two weeks, we only had a few days together. Swati had to do some wedding shopping during the day. Since Urmi had an office, I decided to accompany her and grab some lunch later.
We met around 10 at a popular shopping franchise. When I saw her, I realised she had a different glow. She looked more fitter since I last saw her in Hyderabad. Her boobs and ass were looking firm even in a simple t-shirt and jeans.
“It’s so good to meet you again finally!” Swati exclaimed as we hugged. She blushed as I landed a small peck on her cheeks as I let her go. She came back and kissed me in return.
As we had reached the shopping centre early, there was hardly anyone around. Even the staff was setting up the store for the day. It was a perfect place to hang around.
“You are looking radiant, Swati.”
“Oh, shut up! But thanks for noticing,” She put her arm around mine, and we strolled around for a while before she picked a few things to try.
“I hope you’ll help me decide what I should buy?”
“Of course!”
Since we were the only two people shopping, we had all the trial rooms for ourselves. Even the staff were least bothered and left us alone. We grabbed everything and headed to the farthest booth in the trial area.
Swati went inside with all her clothes and started trying things one at a time. Little did I know that I was in for a naughty surprise. She started with a traditional salwar for the festivities. Needless to say, she looked resplendent in it.
“Beautiful! You should definitely buy this.”
She smiled and winked as she closed the door. After trying a few options, she moved on to more casual wear. She picked a nice one-piece purple dress for the cocktail party. It had a deep plunging neckline, clearly showing her ample cleavage.
“Woah!”
“By the look on your face, I think you like it.”
“I love it. But can you wear that neckline at a family function?”
“Obviously not! But I wanted to wear it and see how it looked,” she said with a naughty smile.
When Swati opened the door next time, my jaw was left hanging. She got on to trying the new lingerie she picked. She started with the laced maroon set that accentuated her figure properly.
“How’s this?”
“I’m speechless!”
She laughed and closed the door. I stood outside, ensuring that no one noticed the bulge in my pants.
She tried on a few more lingerie sets, each smaller than the previous one.
Needless to say, my dick was now throbbing on seeing this strip tease inside a shopping centre, something that Swati noticed.
“What’s next?” I asked.
“Surprise!”
When she opened the door, my eyes went wide and almost popped out.
Swati was standing completely naked inside the trial room.
Her lithe body was glowing under the trial room’s lights, and the mirrors gave a 360 view of her body.
She called me inside by motioning her finger. I looked around once to see if anyone was watching.
As I stepped inside and closed the door, Swati jumped on me, and our tongues danced in each other’s mouths. I knew she had been working out all this time, but I only realised the firmness of her assets when I grabbed them.
“Did you like the surprise?”
“Oh, you have no idea.”
Within no time, even I was naked.
“Clean and smooth as usual,” she said as she went down to give me a blow job.
“I’ve never had a blow job in a trial room before.”
“There’s always a first time!”
Her tongue work had become extremely sensuous. She moved her mouth and her hand gracefully on my hard dick.
“Don’t cum before you fuck me.”
She stopped and sat on the small stool in the corner, spreading her legs. I went down and licked her waxed pussy clean. She had to cover her mouth so that her moans were confined in that small trial booth.
Her pelvis was throbbing in a rhythm as I saw her orgasm. She grabbed my dick, stroked it for a minute, and then ordered me to put it inside her. I stayed on my knees, lowering myself enough to get a proper angle for penetration.
As I entered her, she grabbed me firmly, her nails digging deep in my back. I stroked her slowly, feeling every fold of her vagina until I banged her pussy for maximum pleasure.
“Go faster!”
I picked up my pace and started penetrating her harder. Her boobs were bouncing vigorously, and I grabbed one of them firmly.
Swati’s head started tilting backwards with pleasure, barely able to keep from moaning. We kept looking at each other in the mirror for some added pleasure.
“Cum on me! Cum on me!”
And within a few minutes, as I was about to let go, I pulled out and sprayed her with my cum. It was quite a load which even Swati didn’t expect.
“Oh my god! I’ve never seen you cumming so much,” she said with a surprised look.
“You built up the tension with your little strip tease.”
Before we got dressed, Swati pulled out her phone and clicked a picture.
The mirrors in the trial room gave a good view of the crime that happened within its walls, along with the criminals.
She sent the picture to Urmi with a message, “We were just trying some clothes (with a devil emoji).”
As we cleaned up and stepped out, one of the staff members realised what must have happened. She looked at us and walked past with a chuckle.
As we stepped out, Swati got a message from Urmi. “I hope everything still fits well. (with a wink emoji)”
“It does, but I’ll need to try it once again later at home,” Swati replied.
My phone buzzed with a message notification. It was Urmi.
“That’s a lot of cum! (with a shocking emoji)”
“There’s still a lot for you when you come home tonight,” I replied.
“You better do because I’m so turned on right now (with a drooling emoji).”
Swati and I had a long lunch as we caught up on other things in life before we left for home. A lot of action was still waiting to happen that evening.
To be continued.